Ahsoka: *breath hitches*
Aemond: *kisses cheek* Do you like it?
Ahsoka: *breath hitches* It's beautiful...
Aemond: It's all ours, my beautiful. *kisses her neck*
Ahsoka: *erratic breathing* Aemond.
Aemond: You're mine, sweet girl.
Ahsoka: We should *interrupted*
Aemond: Ahsoka. *spins her around/cups face* I understand. You don't want to have a child immediately.
Ahsoka: *relieved sigh* Yes. Are you angry?
Aemond: No, no, of course not *kisses forehead* However.
Ahsoka: Aemond...
Aemond: I feel a proposition is in order.
Ahsoka: *groan* Aemond.
Aemond: Listen to me. A year.
Ahsoka: Ae... wait, come again?
Aemond: A year.
Ahsoka: We wait a whole year to conceive once more? 
Aemond: Yes. *pulls her into him* After this one. *kisses her*
Ahsoka moans into the kiss, allowing Aemond to take command of her the way he enjoys. She knows that nothing gets him as happy or satisfied then taking control of Ahsokas body during their marital act. The sight of her on her knees, the sound of her choking on his cock, the cries she'd let out when he fucked her, and his favorite. The grip he held on her long, curly white and blue hair when he asserted his dominance over her. Speaking of. Aemonds hand moves up her back, now gripping the roots of her hair, making her moan as he forces her to look up at him. Finding balance by gripping his arm.
Ahsoka: *gasps/moans/panting*
Aemond: *breath hitches* I have missed this.
Ahsoka: *panting*
Aemond: For moons. I have had to take care. To be gentle. *pulls harder*
Ahsoka: *yelps/moans*
Aemond: I've had to endure. To satisfy myself. With my own hand, my sweet. *single chuckle* Not an act fit for a married man. 
Ahsoka: Aemond *whimpers*
Aemond starts to caress her cheek with his free hand. His blue eye staring into her violet ones. A smirk etches onto his face. 
Aemond: I've had to sit back and watch as you misbehave, tall back to me, and just over all being a very bad girl. And. *dark chuckle* I... I don't have to hold back anymore *gasps lightly*
Ahsoka: Aemond... *whimpers/tear falls*
Aemond: *kisses tear away* Wrong. Qilōni iksin nyke? Qilōni iksin nyke riña? Hm? (Who am I? Who am I girl?)
Ahsoka: Ñuha Kepus. (My Uncle.)
Aemond: *whispers* Olvie sȳz dōna riña. (Very good sweet girl.) *loosens grip slightly* Shall we go for a swim?
Ahsoka: *blushes/giggles* Okay. 
Aemond leans in bringing Ahsokas head to towards him for a kiss. A hot, heavy, and hungry kiss. Almost as if she was the last thing he'd ever had have and he couldn't help but devour her. Immediately, they start to disrobe. Aemond stops as he starts to unbutton his trousers, now staring at his wife while she's half naked. She notices he's stopped. She states at him, curious before he speaks. "Don't stop, pet." Ahsoka nods eagerly, immediately accepting his command. There was something about that pet name...
Ahsoka now stood fully nude. While Aemond stood bare chested but otherwise dressed. He walks to her, gripping her ass in his hands. He enjoys the feeling of her Velaryon features poking through her body. Breasts, hips, thighs, ass, all more prominent than ladies of any other house. Velaryon women were known for their curves, and Ahsoka certainly took more after her Velaryon blood than Targaryen. 
Aemond: You are so beautiful.
Ahsoka: As are you. If I could only see.
Aemond: Patience, girl. *whispers in ear* Now get in the water. You reek of dragon *licks shell of ear*
Ahsoka: *breath hitches*
Ahsoka turns and starts to walk down the shore of the water only to by slapped on the ass by Aemond. When she was up to her breasts in the water, she turned to see Aemond now sitting on a rock. "Come in." She says to him over a short distance. To which, he doesn't say anything, nor does he more. He just sits there. Staring.
Aemond watches Ahsoka walk into the water with grace and seduction. The way she swayed her hips when she walked was captivating. To the point where Aemond has broken a part of men who have eyed his wife too long without question. "This woman..." He says to himself. He feels himself grow harder as she turns to him. Her breasts float atop the water like he's never seen and it takes every strength he can muster not to dive into that pond. "Come in." She says to him. To which he doesn't move. When he doesn't say anything she starts to move closer, which he doesn't like.
Aemond: Stay.
Ahsoka: Why are you over there?
Aemond: *pulls out hairtie*
Ahsoka: Please, Kepus?
Aemond: *moans lowly* Well, if you insist.
Aemond starts to undo his clothes, eventually moving into the water. Ahsoka swims deeper into the pond, making Aemond chase after her. He grabs her ankle, pulling her to him. Aemond and Ahsoka play around before eventually having sex in the water. Ahsoka will never forget the feeling of the waterfall on her skin. Nor the loud and wild sex. The sounds of her screams being drowned out by the waterfall. Screams, gags, whines, moans, and slaps all tried to echo throughout the rock surrounding them. 

                            

                                
                            
                              
                                  
                              
                              
                                
                                  
                                  
                                
                              
                             
                            
                            
                          
                          
A long night befalls them. Ahsoka lights a fire with the wave of her hand, and Aemond pulls a fur rug out of his bad for them to lay on. Ahsoka agrees to conceive again. Swept up in the love, the lust, the pleasure Aemond spills his seed into her multiple times that night. She eventually falls asleep nuzzled up into his side with this arm around her. He brushes the hair out of her face and caresses her cheek. Then he places his hand on her belly and prays to the gods. "Give me another child."
Far away, back in Kings Landing, Helaena does her needle point. When eventually she comes to an immediate halt. Words plague her mind. Words she must speak aloud to ease her the voices in her head.

                            

                                
                            
                              
                                  
                              
                              
                                
                                  
                                  
                                
                              
                             
                            
                            
                          
                          
Helaena: Two form a bundle. Blue shall be their names. Blue. Their blood. Two that became one to make three, three, joined by two, to make five.
xJadisT